Middle of the night (4)

Angela said that she was tired, but her small movements and irregular breathing told Derek that she was not sleeping.

"Can't sleep?", Derek asked.

"Not yet.", Angela admitted. How can she sleep when her mind is processing the fact that she made love for the first time with her smoking-hot boyfriend who is holding her in his arms? The feeling of his chest on her back was amazing, and there was no way that she can sleep.

"Is anything uncomfortable? Are you cold? Hot? Is my arm too hard? Don't ask me to move away…", he ended in a whiny voice and tightened his hold on her.

Angela was amused by his care and clinginess and it somehow warmed her heart. "I'm fine."

"Why can't you sleep, then?" When she didn't respond, Derek wanted to see her expression. Is she regretting it? "Turn toward me."

He noticed that she avoided his gaze shyly and he was relieved while thinking that she was adorable.

Angela was not sure what to do with her hands.